title: love month
prompt: SASUSAKU MONTH ON LJ!
rating: T-M
summary: o14; Sakura came to the beach just for a summer fling. After meeting Sasuke, she knew that she wanted so much more.
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Summer
Summer lovin', had me so fast—
Summer lovin', had me a blast…
I met a girl, crazy for me
I met a boy, he's as cute as can be…
"Summer days, driftin' away, to oh, oh those summer nights…" Sakura sung to herself as she packed her beach things and headed out to the shore. It was warm out, not too hot nor too cold, and perfect for tanning, although she didn't want to do that at the moment.
She wanted to build sand castles and find shells and splash around in the water like a little kid instead of just doing boring stuff like catching rays in the sun.
But the one thing that Sakura wanted most (she wished for it every summer) was to find a boy to have a summer fling with. She remembered how every year most of the girls would talk about how their summer was, how they made it to third base or got a home run from a strange guy who they'd never ever see again, and all the nitty gritty details about each other's personal lives.
Sakura, of course, had nothing to share. She didn't know if she only wanted to have a summer fling just because her friends were doing it, or because she wanted to know what it felt like to be infatuated with somebody.
Parking her car in the beach parking lot, she walked to a large beach house, where she entered, backpack over her shoulder and a couple of fanny packs around her waist.
"Excuse me," Sakura said, her T-shirt reading "JERSEY SHORE," "I have a reservation here for Haruno?"
The man looked serious. He had dark hair and piercing eyes, but nonetheless was incredibly handsome. His wife (she thought, or maybe his daughter), also with dark hair and dark eyes, said, "I can help you over here. Your name is…?"
"Haruno Sakura." The woman was so pretty, Sakura immediately became jealous and a little ashamed of herself.
"Okay, Haruno-san. Your room is 102, right up the stairs or at the elevator. Here's your key. Please call the number #09 for any help on your telephone. We hope you have a nice stay!"
"I will," she murmured as she felt the coziness of this family-run beach-hotel. The reviews said they had amazing service, amazing views, and amazing food.
Food.
Yum.
Deciding to take the elevator because of all her stuff, she pressed the button and waited for the cart to come back down. Whistling Grease's Summer Lovin' song, she tapped her foot as the door opened.
"Getting in," she said to herself as she took a step inside. Then, she pressed the one button on top of the lobby button, and waited for the door to close.
She continued to whistle and hum until the doors reopened. She was amazed at the views and turned to see where her room was.
Putting in the automatic key, she nearly squealed and dropped everything, looking at how comfy the beds were and how pretty the view was…and she did the first thing she always did ever since she was young and came to a hotel room.
She jumped on the bed.
"Yippee!" she squealed as she took off her shoes and kept jumping. "This is so much fun!" Sakura said, full of glee.
"Ow!" being too tall (or maybe the ceiling was too short), she had bumped her head and rubbed it, saying, "It's still fun, though…"
Then, she organized her things into the closets and drawers and looked at her watch. "I've still got time," she said. "I want to go to the beach."
Taking off her Jersey Shore t-shirt and putting on some shorts over her bikini, she grabbed a towel and flip-flops and was ready to rock and roll.
"Let's do this," she said, putting her sunglasses over her eyes. Looking at the hotel room bed and giving it a small nod, she spoke in her deep voice, "I'll be back."
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"It's so nice out here! There's not that many people, and the sand is warm…it's like heaven on earth, literally," Sakura said as she laid down her towel and shook her flip-flops off. "I want to stay forever."
Suddenly, she felt somebody bump into her, and she fell down onto the towel and the sand.
"Watch it!" she said, grabbing her sunglasses. The boy who had knocked her down stopped to see what he had hit.
"Holy crap, I'm so sorry! I didn't see you there!" he said, running back towards her.
"Figures," she muttered. The boy helped her up, and gave her a big grin.
"I haven't seen you around here! I'm Uzumaki Naruto, destined to be the awesomest surfer in the world! But before that, I'm going to be the Guinness champion for most bowls of ramen eaten in one sitting!"
"I'm Sakura."
"You're pretty," he said, looking her up and down and focusing on her…ahem.
"Eyes up here," she said, grabbing him by the hair and forcing him to look in her eyes. "Sorry, sorry," he said. "It's just that…" his eyes traveled down again. "Wow. You're really pretty."
"Thanks."
"No, you're really pretty! Are you, like, a model or something?" Naruto asked, looking at her face. Sakura immediately became embarrassed.
"No, I'm just a typical girl coming out to the beach for the summer."
"Well, I live here with my friends in that beach house." He pointed to the one that she had just come out of. "My friend's family owns it, so we get free rooming."
"No kidding! I live there too!"
"Really? That's awesome!"
"Naruto, what's taking you so long?" a bunch of boys asked as they held their surfboards, talking in a small group. "We're dying over here!"
"Coming!" he grabbed Sakura's wrist. "Come on! I want you to meet my friends!"
"Er, wait…Naruto—"
"Hey, guys," Naruto said, still holding Sakura.
The guys eyed the strange female in front of them warily, as if they hadn't seen a girl before. "Picking up chicks already? Wow, Naruto…"
"No, I bumped into her and…aw, what the hell. Never mind. Anyway, this is Sakura-chan. She's staying in the teme's hotel."
"Teme?" Sakura asked.
"His name's Uchiha Sasuke, and considered a heartthrob, but truthfully," Naruto whispered in Sakura's ear. "He's not as hot as I am."
"Tch," a boy with red stripes on his face said. "Name at least one chick who thinks you're decent, besides your mother."
"Don't diss my mom," Naruto said.
Sakura sighed.
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"I heard you got to know Naruto. He's probably told you about the 'teme.' That's me. I'm Uchiha Sasuke." The man held out his hand and gave her a smirk. Sakura nearly melted as his grip was strong and firm, and his hands…she nearly fainted as she thought of how they would feel on her skin.
"I-I'm Sakura." Great. Now she sounded like she had a speech impediment or something.
Sasuke smirked. "You actually are really cute. Naruto has good taste."
Sakura's eyes rolled back and she nearly fainted if Sasuke hadn't caught her.
"Careful, there. You looked like you were going to have a seizure or something."
"T-Thanks," Sakura said. She hated herself for feeling like a little schoolgirl with a crush. She had boobs and a nice body and he was holding her in his freakin' arms!
He put her down gently. "So what room do you stay in? My parents are the owners. My mom's the receptionist and my dad's…well, he's the guy who just doesn't really talk that much."
No wonder he was so beautiful. His parents were just as gorgeous. Ugh.
"You like smoothies? I have a friend who makes killer drinks. I'm not a man who likes sweets, but his drinks are great."
"I love them," she said, still infatuated by his good looks and…bare…chest.
"Great. Let's go get some." He took her by the wrist and led her to the snack table where he said, "Hey, Kakashi. Give me the regular and get this girl…" he turned to Sakura. "What do you want?"
"Could I have a strawberry banana, please?" Sakura said. "I love them."
Kakashi smiled through his mask. "Coming right up!" He mixed them in the blender as Sasuke began to make small talk with her.
"So, how old are you?"
"I'm eighteen," Sakura said, blushing again. She couldn't look at his face without blushing, and everywhere else on his body made her blush, too.
"Really? Same. What university are you planning to go to?"
"I actually don't know yet…haha," she said, chuckling nervously. "I came here to relax like I do every summer."
"Aa. Then I shouldn't be talking about school when we just got out of it," he said, giving her a small smirk. He took the newly made drinks from Kakashi and sipped his slowly as Sakura took some of hers. She nearly spit it out at how good it was, so she put a hand over her mouth.
"This is amazing!" she said, swallowing her smoothie. "How do you do it?"
Kakashi gave her a small wink. "Sorry, princess. That's my secret only." Sakura giggled a little bit before she said to Sasuke, "Hey, can I try some of yours?"
Sasuke paused before taking the straw out of his mouth. "Sure." Sakura, thinking that it could've been watermelon, or cherry, took a big sip before spitting it out.
"It's tomato juice!"
Sasuke nearly laughed at her expression. "Yeah. I love tomatoes. Wow, your face was so cute just then. I wish I had a camera."
"Don't need to," Kakashi said. "I got it all on tape."
Darn camera phones.
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The two hit it off perfectly. For three months, they met up every day, laughing and hanging out with the rest of the guys and drinking strawberry-banana and tomato smoothies.
Then, one day, Sasuke kissed her. It was the fourth of July evening, and there were fireworks everywhere. They were sitting next to each other on their towels, and suddenly, he just turned his head and kissed her.
And she kissed him back.
"I like you," he said quietly. "Sakura, I've honestly never felt this way about somebody before."
Mindblown, she responded, "I, uh…neither have I." She became worried. Sakura had come to the beach to have a quick fling, not a commitment. But here she was, slowly falling in love with him…
"Take your time. I don't want you to rush yourself," he said, putting an arm around her shoulder. "Let's just watch the fireworks."
She agreed as she sighed, laying her head on his chest and feeling his heart beat.
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On his birthday, they were kissing each other passionately and only pulling apart to breathe. He was holding her up against the wall, her thighs wrapped around his waist as she held onto his hair.
"Sakura—" he moaned as she felt his excitement against her. "I want you so bad right now."
"S-Sasuke," she began. He fumbled for his suite key and locked the door, pushing her down onto the bed and watching as she breathed heavily, her bikini top nearly undone and her hair and face mussed up.
He wanted it even more so.
"You're beautiful," he murmured against her neck, biting softly and leaving kiss marks. "So beautiful…"
"I want you," she said, her voice hoarse. "Sasuke, I want you right now."
"Anything you want, darling." He kissed her again.
Sasuke turned nineteen inside of her.
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She didn't want to admit it, but she was hopelessly in love with Sasuke. The three months they were together, she was obsessed with him and couldn't stop thinking about him.
But now, it was time to leave.
"Sasuke," she said quietly, hoping that he wouldn't see the tears that fell. "I'm going home."
"What? So quick? Sakura…" he held her hands in his own. She bit her lip.
"I-I have to go back to school. I'm going to Konoha University. And I really, really had an amazing time with you. You are such a sweet guy and I loved every minute we spent together, and I'll never, ever forget you. I love you, Sasuke."
He didn't say anything. He just held her tight as she sobbed in his chest and clutched at his shirt.
"Sakura, sweetheart, you don't know how much it means to me to hear you say that. I love you, too, and I cherished every moment we spent together. Just because you're leaving doesn't mean that we can't keep in touch."
"B-But…long distance relationships never work, and…"
"Who says so? We can make them work." He kissed her forehead. "And I'll be calling you every ten minutes to make sure you're okay."
Sakura gave a small laugh. He kissed her sweetly again before she pulled back.
"I have to go now. Goodbye."
He didn't want to let her go. Sasuke couldn't wait another summer to see her.
The second he couldn't see her car anymore, he went back to his parents at the front desk, and said, "Get me a private tutor. I want to study really hard so that I can go to a good school."
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It was September, and Sakura always thought about what Sasuke was doing and how his kisses and touches felt. She gave a small smile as she remembered the summer love she had, and never wanted to let it go. He continued to call (every ten minutes, as he promised), and they would spend long hours Skyping and texting and calling to make sure both of them were okay. She saw Naruto and Kakashi again, and all of her other friends, too.
But now, she was sitting in Konoha University, waiting for the professor to come and lecture them about the course.
"I'd like to introduce a new student," the professor said as he walked in. Sakura looked up at the familiar, deep, masculine sound she was so used to.
"Pleased to meet you. I'm Uchiha Sasuke."
She dropped everything and ran into his arms, crying and kissing him as the whole class watched.
He kissed her back.
Slight changes 7.8.14!